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Peegirl
I am a 14 year old girl and I love peeing In diffrent places.
Over the last like month the toilet has been backed up , so I had to find places to pee. I went to the beach and I sat myself in the sand and peed. I also peed in a parking garage in front of my mom.{my mom lets me watch her pee and lets me pee anywere I want} Sence my mom and I had to pee somewere so we pulled the car out of the garage and we peed in the drain. My mom told me to try peeing standing up because it could come in handy some day. I missed really badly , but my mom said it was ok. I also tryed peeing in a urinol. We snuck into a mens bathroom at the pool{early in the morning so noone was there}. My mom showed me how to pull my pussie up so I could pee into the urinol.
Keep the pee stories comeing.


Greg
Well I remember the final true peeinga ccident I had in school. I had just started my freshman year in high school. The bathrooms stunk soo bad and were filthy,kids smoked in them, and all the toielts were usually clogged. So from day one, I never used the school bathrooms, even if I had to bad.
Well the enitre day, since first period, I had to pee bad. After lunch, the feeling was even worse. I was hurtin so bad to keep from peeing myself.
So its last period English class. We're taking a test and I'm having trouble concentrating on my answers cause I'm thinking about how bad I need to pee. I was debating on asking the teacher if i could use the bathroom, but i was too afraid of looking like I was about to have an accident in front of my class. I knew if I stood up I would wet myself.
So finally the pressure got unbearable. I thought that mybe if i let a few drops out i would be okay. Well those few drops opened th eflood gates and i couldnt stop wetting my pnats. i felt a puddle under my butt. luckily no one saw me. not even the kids sitting around me.
So I quickly tied my sweatshirt around my waist.
After class I quickly ran to my locker and used the back way out of the school and to my moms car. on the car ride home I had to pee real bad again and procceeded to wet my pants for a second time.
I told my mom i had ana ccident and i woudl clean it up. shge dint say anything else, but for afew days after always asked me if i used the toilet before i left for school.


Ash
Hi, it’s me again; I just have a few replies.

To SCOTT – I liked your questions about what to do if you discover there is no tp after a messy poop. First I always try and carry some wet-wipes with me because that has actually happened to me more than once. Once I remember I took my panties right of, scrunched them up in my hand as best I could and went looking for my friend to tell her there was no tp. Then I went back and wiped properly and put my panties back on.

To SHEILA – I loved the thought of Ruth wiping your butt for you. My girlfriend and me have wiped each other’s butts but I have been much too shy to mention it. It gave me some really great feelings but I don’t think I should describe them here – Love Ash XXXXX

To YOSHI – When I’m doing my poo I concentrate completely on that because I like all the feelings and sensations that taking a nice poo gives me. Sometimes I think about one or two very close friends as well.

To LYDIA – I don’t have crisis poops like you but my ring gets real sore sometimes and feels like it’s burning if I have a bad attack of diarrhea. I rub a little dab of Vaseline around my ring and that makes it feel so much better – please try it and let me know if it works for you. Ash OO XX

To TK – When I’m in a public restroom I usually pull my panties down to my knees. I have a thing about my panties touching the floor and getting dirty. Same with my skirt – I always hike it up above my waist at the back so it doesn’t touch the bowl. At home I don’t care and I often sit on the toilet with my panties around my ankles.

Love to everyone here - Ash

Hi everybody, a few interesting things happened while I was on vacation in Florida and one of them is all about my mom. I think I mentioned in my last post she is just like me, she gets constipated easily, especially away from home and she also really enjoys a nice long bm. Anyway this one morning at the hotel it was about 10 am, my dad had left for a meeting and my sister was already in the pool with some friends she had met. Mom and me were tidying up our room which looked like a disaster. We were just finishing tidying the closet when mom looked at me and said, “Ash, can you finish up, I think I might be able to go poo”. She went into the bathroom, pulled her shorts and panties down and sat on the toilet. She left the door wide open and was sitting upright with her hands in her lap. I heard her start to pee but it was only a very short one and I looked at her and giggled. “That’s all!”, I said. Mom said, “I just peed a while ago but I haven’t been able to poo si! nce we left home” We had left 4 days before so I knew mom must really need to do a poop. “I really hope it comes out,” she added and she shifted towards the front of the bowl, opened her legs a little bit, folded her arms into her ????? and leaned forward. I finishing up the closet and went into the bathroom to tidy up some more. Mom looked up at me as I came in and said “Just get all the stuff of the tank sweetheart, we don’t want it falling in”. I had to lean over her to reach the shampoo bottles and other things and I put my hand on her back for balance. At the same time I glanced down and saw I had a perfect view of mom’s rear. Then mom said “Oh that’s nice, can you rub my back for me?”. I lifted up her shirt and started rubbing her lower back and mom let out a sort of pained Ooooooo! sound. I couldn’t help but look at mom’s rear and I watched as her ring started to bulge out and then go back. Then again mom went “Ohhhhhhh” and the bulge came back only this time! I saw her ring start to open a tiny bit and I could just see the very tip of her poo. I kept rubbing mom’s back and stared at her hole. Then sure enough it started to open wider and the tip started to come out ever so slowly. As it came out and got wider and wider it sort of made her ring look like it had a lip all the way round it (that’s the best I can describe anyway). Mom was making little soft grunting sounds now and still rubbing her back I watched as her poo came out further and further. By now it was sticking straight out about 2 inches and was at least 2 inches across. It was medium brown and a little bit knobby. Then it stopped moving and mom let out a long sigh as if she was relieved after getting this far. For about 2 or 3 minutes it didn’t come out any more and I just gently stroked her back. “Ooooh, that feels so good” mom whispered and I knew she was enjoying it hanging there. I was still rubbing her lower back going down to just where her crack start! ed. “Ash, you are so sweet” she added and I giggled. Once more mom let out a soft grunt, her hole domed out and her poo started to come out again. It was all a bit knobby, very hard and dry and the same medium brown color as the nose. The lip that had been around her ring when the tip of her poo was coming out was now stretched tight, sort of like a wide rubber band. It came out more until about 6 or 7 inches were hanging out then it started to dip down and suddenly broke off and fell into the water with a huge splash. I giggled and at the same time mom let out a sigh of relief followed almost immediately by another loud grunt. I could see why because another log was already coming out. This one came out nice and slow and steady and never stopped. It also got to be about 7 inches long and broke off and splashed into the water nestling alongside the first one. Mom let out another sigh of relief and yet another loud grunt and a third log started to come out. Just like! the first two, it was about 2 inches wide only a little bit smoother and just a little lighter in color. This one came out a little faster and as it dropped out of mom’s hole it had like a little point on it and moms hole closed up. I could still see her ring was all red and it looked like the lip I saw when her first log was just peeking out was back. It was like her hole was puckered up – sorry I couldn’t describe it any better. Anyway mom let out a huge loud sigh of relief and just sat there for a minute. Then she looked back towards me and said “Ooohhh, that’s sooo much better…..I really really needed that….Ooooohh! I looked back at mom’s ring and I could see all around her hole was nice and clean so I said with a laugh “It’s nice and clean, you don’t even need to wipe”. Mom replied “Can you just moisten some tp for me with cold water?”. I pulled off a long stream of tp and made it into a nice big pad and moistened it like she asked. She wiped her rear seve! ral times very slowly then held the pad against her hole for a while. “Ohhhh..that feels better now” she whispered and looked at the tp. “You’re right” she said “Nice and clean”. She tore off another small pad of tp and used it to dry her butt then she made another tp pad and sat up and wiped between her legs from the front where she had peed. Still sitting there she looked up at me and said “Thank goodness that all came out” Then she stood up, turned around and we both looked into the bowl. Even under the tp we could see her 3 huge logs all about the same length, I guessed each was about 7 inches long and about 2 inches thick. I was wondering if the toilet would get blocked but somehow when mom pressed the handle down all three logs and the tp went away with the first flush but they did leave some heavy marks in the bowl. I know a lot of you are wondering how long it took mom to do her poo and I think it must have been about 15 minutes. All for now, promise I will ! post some more as soon as I can. Love to all my friends here. XXX from Ash.


JWAsh-- Wow! 3 answers in one post, thanks so much. I'm glade you had such a good vacation. Hope you'll tell us the story of Mother-Daughter constipation. I've always been interested in potty training and would be interested in hearing more about yours. Potty in the kitchen? Not in our house...the potty was kept in the bathroom and latter in a knook behind the chimney. Did you have "potty times" when you were little? My Mom insisted that I sit for 15 mnutes EVERY morning. It wan't so bad on days when I had to go...at least I had a reason to to push. But when I really didn't have an urge at all it was really boring. Mom wouldn't have me just sit there either. I was ther for one thing...to poop, and I was expected to push. Did your Mom teach you how to push? Mine would insist that I take a deep breath, "Bear down", and hold it for the count of 10. How long were you allowed to go without a BM. In our house it was three days. On the second day you got "Milk! of Magnesia" at bedtime and on the third night it was an enema. At bathtime Mom would bring out the red bag and lay it on the sink. I was allowed 15 minutes on my potty to "try" and BOY I'll tell you I TRIED. I'd strain and grunt and struggle, the last thing I wanted was an enema. You mentioned vaseline...My Mom used a finger coated in Ivory soap sometimes on the third morning, after the M of M. She'd get her finger coated in Ivory from a bar and push it up there and then do like a circular motion. It always made me want to strain like anything, and sometimes it got results. I can't ever remember her holding me while I strained...mostly she just encouraged me to pull on the handholds I found, and count while I bore down.
Ash-- Wow! 3 answers in one post, thanks so much. I'm glade you had such a good vacation. Hope you'll tell us the story of Mother-Daughter constipation. I've always been interested in potty training and would be interested in hearing more about yours. Potty in the kitchen? Not in our house...the potty was kept in the bathroom and latter in a knook behind the chimney. Did you have "potty times" when you were little? My Mom insisted that I sit for 15 mnutes EVERY morning. It wan't so bad on days when I had to go...at least I had a reason to to push. But when I really didn't have an urge at all it was really boring. Mom wouldn't have me just sit there either. I was ther for one thing...to poop, and I was expected to push. Did your Mom teach you how to push? Mine would insist that I take a deep breath, "Bear down", and hold it for the count of 10. How long were you allowed to go without a BM. In our house it was three days. On the second day you got "Milk of Magn! esia" at bedtime and on the third night it was an enema. At bathtime Mom would bring out the red bag and lay it on the sink. I was allowed 15 minutes on my potty to "try" and BOY I'll tell you I TRIED. I'd strain and grunt and struggle, the last thing I wanted was an enema. You mentioned vaseline...My Mom used a finger coated in Ivory soap sometimes on the third morning, after the M of M. She'd get her finger coated in Ivory from a bar and push it up there and then do like a circular motion. It always made me want to strain like anything, and sometimes it got results. I can't ever remember her holding me while I strained...mostly she just encouraged me to pull on the handholds I found, and count while I bore down.
Did you Mom ever have to dig a BM out of you? I remember twice having that done...once on vacation in fact. Please write soon-- JW.


Kindra
A few days ago I had a forced accident. I put myself in a position where I was going to poop my panties in public. I put on some tight panites with good elastic, some semi tight jeans. I then took a strong laxative, got it my car and went to Target. This laxative works in about 1 - 2 hours.

Well by the time I got to the store I really had to go. It had been about 1 hour. I went inside and started looking around (not for the restrooms). I was getting more desperate by the second. I stopped in the isle and thought, do it, you'll feel better. I relaxed my butt, stood flat footed, feet together and started filling my panties and jeans.

I could feel warm soft wet poop slowly filling my panties then starting to fill up the back and spred across my butt. I took a few steps then got a bad cramp. I stoppedheld my stomach, spred my legs a little, bent my knees slightly and pushed. It came out hot, fast and wet, filling the crotch of my panties. None of it leaked out my panty leg holes (tight panties.)Boy did I stink!

A young male Target employee came up and asked me if I was o k. I knew he could smell it. I told him that I just pooped in my paintes, TWICE.
I told him that otherwise I was ok. He started to tell me where the rest room was. I said Too late, I said I'm going home now. I slowley walked away. I walked around the store feeling the warm soft mess in my pants squish around. It was not soaking through. It would in time. I did go home in a while. The drive home wasn't bad. I gingerly sat down on the load. I didn't want a big mess this time.


dusty
To Candace,

Wonderful story (in the library bathroom), just the kind
I love to hear about...you're my kind of girl! Would love
to hear more of your "public" stories! Thanks!


Ratcan
To Middle Age Crapper: the `Constipation Blues' singer was Screamin' Jay Hawkins


Bryian
To Chen: Welcome..enjoyed your story...got any more?
To little miss modest: Eww..that sounds like a really gross porto potty.
To Devla: Liked your story
To candace: Liked your story
To TK: I liked your stort about seeing the reflection of your fiencee.
To Anjie LaV: Liked your story..thats a cruel punishment.
To Jonny the Jonny Brush: Loved your story again...is that your g/f? i guess you haven't seen her poop before.
To super poop: Enjoyed your story
To e: Yeah i think so...you eat good and then you dump good
To Chelcie: Loved your story..sounds like a nice dump
To Billy and Kevin: Loved your story..where have you guys been?
To Lydia: Enjoyed your story
To DeepCloudNine: Liked your story..some of those hotel bathrooms are really nice
To Frankie: Liked your stories...thats amazing you could hold diahreaha till you got home, i couldn't.
To Lone Star Boy: Loved your story..thats cool..i don't think most young kids like you poop in public...i'd like to hear more of your stories.
To jge: Liked your little story..thats cool
To Often Plugged Up: Liked your story
To Scott: Liked your story
To Ash: Wow..i didn't know u liked me that much to call me sweet...thats so cool! saying hi back too. Do you have any new stories? I saw one of your replies to someone...you mentioned getting constipated while on vacation...I also find my self a bit constipated when i go away, i don't know what does it. Then i come home and i loosen up a bit.
To Sean: I really loved your story..that sounds cool. did your friend know you had to poop? and have you seen your friend shit before?
To Zip: Loved your story
To CC: liked your story
To unnamed poster: who stole candy..liked your story and the story about you pooping your pants.
To TK: Liked your stories...did she know you were listening to her that time?
To Middle Aged Crapper: Glad you liked my dreams..check out my latest one...liked yours too.
To Yoshi: I usally sit down on the toilet and poop, and enjoy it..sometimes i think about something.
To Roberta: Enjoyed your story
To agent 00P: Enjoyed your story
To coyote: liked your story..i liked your story about peeing after that group or where ever you went..did any one hear you peeing like a girl?
To Camp Counselor: Loved your story
To


Larson

I'm a 17 year old male and this is about my best friend Kyle, also 17. I work at Taco Bell, and Kyle wants to be a model. He has longer blonde hair, blue eyes, 6 foot, and I am 5'10", spiked blonde hair, and blue eyes.

A couple of weekends ago, he and I were at the mall in the food court and after we ate, we had to go to the bathroom. We went in and it had a two doorless toilets facing eachother , three sinks , two urinals and some hand driers.
I had to drop some major diarrhea, and I assmed he just had to piss, and would wait for me outside. I sat in the stall, and quickly dropped my jeans and smiley face boxers. However, Kyle walked into the stall across from me, pulled his jeans and blue boxerbriefs down, put the toilet seat down, and sat there. I told him I didn't know you had to shit. He told me he has had to shit for a while. As soon as we both sat down, we started to shit, He had normal, solid logs. I blasted a juicy fart and shot a load of diarrhea into the bowl. Kyle laughed at that, and farted and dropped another log. We both chilled out as we farted, pissed, and shit into the toilet. This took a few minutes and then stoodt up and wiped himself a couple of times and sat back down. Kyle ler out a small juicy fart and some diarrhea. I lauged at him this time and said "now its not as funny as its coming out of your ass." I stayed sitting to wipe, and as I reached for the paper, a cramp grabbed me and I! blasted some more hot ass juice. A few minutes later, we were both done. The bathroom smelled by then, but not too bad.


Friday, August 01, 2003


Chen
My name is Chen. I am a girl in eighth grade. I live with my parents and my big brother. He is 26. I am 12. I do not have problems sharing the bathroom with him. He works all kinds of hours. He knows my needs, being I am a female. Sometimes, I take a long time to with a bath or shower or make frequent trips to change a pad or tampon. He is cool with me.


Like to share an experience with all you outdoor poopers that happened a few years ago . I went to a rock concert with my g/f, the concert was held in what is known as the music bowl a natural amphitheatre. My g/f is a tall woman with long black hair & a average body , she likes to wear ankle length dresses often w/out panties. In summer she said its alot cooler. We'd been there about 2 hours when she commented that she was busting for a piss, I figured that out anyway because she was frequently holding crotch. So she stood up held the front of her dress out in front, spread her legs & pissed, I could hear the hissing as it ran down her legs& onto her sandals. She remained standing for about another minute then resumed her seat, with the comment "nearly pissed myself again!" The concert finished about an hour later we decided to take a walk through the large park at the back of the concert, it was an afternoon show so it was still light.
As we strolled around she said that she had to shit, I asked if she could hold ontill we got home. Kelly(not her real name)said "no way , besides if I do shit myself I'm not wearing any pants so it will just fall down the back of my legs!"I asked how desperate she was and she said "I haven't been for 2 days and my stomach is cramping badly & I can feel the turtles head starting to poke out." " It is gonna be a big shit, gotta find somewhere very soon!!!!"
I had noted the public toilet was about 200 yards away, I asked if she would be able to make it there in time. Kelly said "no way , I'm losing the battle I've got my butt cheeks clamped tight now, there is a tree over there!!!"
As she got to the tree she knelt on the ground pulled her long dress over her knees at the front & her feet at the back . I sat against the butt of the big tree, all I could hear was a loud crackling noise, as her turds slowly forced their way out of her ass. She said "that makes 3 big turds, hope I haven't shit on myself, sure feels better!!!!!!!!!!!" When she stood up there were 3 monster turds, each about 6 inches long lying in a pool of piss.
We then headed for the restrooms where she wiped her ass, fortunately she had not pooped on herself, this time anyway......


some dude X
i'm new to this site and i love it. been lurking around here quite a few months. i have this story about a girl i like in 5th grade. her name was rachel and she is small for her age. i didn't finish an assignment last night so i was sent out to the hall to finish it up. a few minutes later, i saw her exit the classroom and head towards the bathroom. she walked so calmy to the girls' bathroom and go for a stall. she pissed for at least a minute when the stream just splashed really hard into the toilet. when she was done, i heard the toilet paper being unrolled, and proceeded to wipe her vagina. i heard a flush, and immediately she walked out of the bathroom and went back to class. i probably felt horny by then. for some odd reason, i find it sexy when girls don't wash their hands after they piss or shit. anyone feel that way also? love to hear stories from you girls out there (carmalita, emily of nyc, manhattan girl, ash, deepcloud nine, punk rock girl, etc.)


Adrian
Lydia. Reading between the lines it sounds to me as though you might have Irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS) but I think the best thing would be to discuss the symptoms you're having with your doctor. I suffer from a mild form of IBS and it's not pleasant but the condition can usually be controlled if treated appropriately. Whilst it's not life threatening, it does inevitably affect your quality of life.

Sheila (South Wales). Hi! I enjoyed your latest post. It sounds as though Ruth was a great help to you. So far as the effect of junk food on bowel habits is concerned, most people in my experience have found that it's best avoided in favour of more healthy alternatives. Burgers and greasy food are notorious for giving people the 'runs' and there are plenty of stories here to back that up. Having said that, I do enjoy burgers, chips and all things greasy from time to time.

Punk Rock Girl. Constipation comes to all of us from time to time. I wouldn't worry unduly if you don't do anything much for a day or two. It happens to us all - life's like that sometimes. Usually matters right themselves eventually if left to their own devices.

Best wishes

Adrian


amber
I had to go really really bad once so i messed alot into a pad. but it felt actually good




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